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So now I have sworn to bury All this dead body of hate I feel so free and so clear By the loss of that dead weight Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Nay, could their numbers countervail the stars, Or ever-drizzling drops of April showers, Or wither'd leaves that autumn shaketh down, Yet would the Soldan by his conquering power So scatter and consume them in his rage, That not a man should live to rue their fall.* Christopher Marlowe, Tamburlaine the Great
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Bid me run, and I will strive with things impossible. William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar
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YOUNGER MORTIMER: Base Fortune, now I see, that in thy wheel There is a point, to which when men aspire, They tumble headlong down: that point I touch'd, And, seeing there was no place to mount up higher, Why shall I grieve at my declining fall? Farewell, fair queen. Weep not for Mortimer, That scorns the world, and, as a traveller, Goes to discover countries yet unknown.
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Lord, we know what we are, but know not what we may be. William Shakespeare, Hamlet
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BARABAS: For religion Hides many mischiefs from suspicion. Christopher Marlowe, The Jew of Malta
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What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind. William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar
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That perfect bliss and sole felicity, the sweet fruition of an earthly crown. Christopher Marlowe, Tamburlaine the Great
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The lunatic, the lover, and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven, And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name. ---William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
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Now I will believe that there are unicorns... William Shakespeare, The Tempest
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